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After they had packed up, Deva's people took Quanran to the hospital for a check-up, while Qi Mai and Zhang Can chose to go home.
It was already late at night when they finished the game. Zhang Can returned home according to his memory. After a quick shower, he sat on the edge of the bed, turned off the main lights, leaving only a dim bedside lamp on.
Seeing his fans increasing slowly on his phone, Zhang Can thought for a moment and was about to put down his phone when Qi Mai sent him a message.
[Qimai: Do you have anything you want to shoot tomorrow night? ]
What was filmed...
Zhang Shen actually didn’t have any good ideas.
Although it is said to break feudal superstition, in fact, those ordinary horror games on the Internet have been played to death. If you want to play, you have to play big, and it is best to create a big show effect, so as to attract attention.
He put down his phone, thought for a few seconds, and was about to reply to Qi Mai, but when he casually glanced at the scene in the mirror, his expression froze for a moment, and the fingers that wanted to type froze in mid-air, and did not fall for a long time.
In the dim room, a familiar figure was reflected in the mirror diagonally opposite.
The man stood quietly behind the curtains, half of his body shrouded in darkness, as if blending into the darkness behind him.
In the pitch-black night, the man's face was pale as a sickly person, his lips were also unusually pale, and there was no white in his eyes, which were an eerie black.
He just stared at Zhang Can quietly through the mirror.
There was no expression on that handsome face, and his whole body exuded a bone-chillingly dangerous aura.
And... an undisguised strong murderous intent.
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